Daphne was told the next day from Melanie Dennis wasn't in charge of the contact information to the victim's family. This was unusual because this is what she was always told in the past murders. Daphne did think it made sense a woman should be the one to tell other women one on one since it was easier than men telling them.

Daphne went to the station around ten that morning to collect the information on the victim's relatives. Before leaving, she logged into facebook and make a new post about the case. 'Victim's name still hasn't been released. Victim's family will be contacted. If this woman looks like somebody you, leave a comment.' Then she clicked 'Post.' And then she signed off.

When Daphne arrived at the station that morning, the police squad car was already out on patrol, so it meant either Sheriff Edwards was out with a few of his men or he was still in his office. Daphne took option number two and rolled up all of the windows. Today's weather wasn't so bad after all. Summer was always miserable since there was so much heat.

Today was in the mid – seventies, so there was no need for a jacket. Once she walked into the station, she was told Edwards was in his office. She thanked the secretary and took a couple of rights until she arrived to the office. Edwards' office door was shut, but it told her he didn't want anyone disturbing him.

Before she could knock, she heard the sheriff's voice inside of the door, so it told her he was in the middle of a phone conversation. She gave a noiseless knock to let herself in. She walked in as she quietly closed the wooden door behind her and sat across from him where the was sitting on the desk chair.

She watched as he scribbled some information on a piece of stationery. She never did learn to read upside down, so it was hard for her to make the words out. He put a finger on his mouth, telling Daphne he would be there in a few minutes.

While waiting, she took a look at the desk. Last time she was here, there were so many stacks of paperwork on the desk. Today there was less stacks of paperwork, but somehow Sheriff Edwards managed to take his sweet time working on paperwork while working between crimes.

She watched as the police officer put the phone back in the cradles two minutes later. The conversation she'd just overheard sounded like it didn't have anything to do with this case, she could tell.

"Morning, Daphne. What did you want to see me for?"

"Well, I thought I'd ask you if I could have the contact information to the murdered victim."

"I'm afraid that information can't be given out."

"The reason I would like to have it is because I had this one thought if I could either phone or have eye contract with the victim's sisters. I thought it made sense for the woman to pass the news on."

"I do see your point, Daphne, but the family has already been notified about the crime. They are to have a funeral for her this weekend."

Daphne had always been into trouble before because she always managed to find the contact information with Sam's help. Maybe just this once she'd let her son do the dirty work.

"May I attend the funeral?" Daphne asked.

In the past, Daphne always did attend the victims' funerals with permission from the family. Even if she never knew the victim, it always made a good idea to give them family her respects.

"We'll wait and see."

He promised Daphne he'd call once he found out.

Daphne thanked him while grabbing her purse and gave a friendly wave to the sheriff on her way out. He returned the wave. A couple of minutes later, she was already behind the wheel. Once she parked the vehicle into the garage, she quickly walked into the house. She'll ask Sam if she could have his help. For once it would put a smile on his face.